Reduced to order

A place for anything: 
anyplace! 

Chaos is one hell of a 
mnemonic for idle minds 
too busy to put stuff right, 
busying themselves ever 
after, using profanity to 
mark where things are not. 

DAMN so, we sharpen 
our intellect in recollect
and replace mode! Faculties
in cool fury to detect and
so destroy the need for
further search! This trick
works a treat. It keeps us
quick, fast, deep and wide
as we open our minds and
stretch our gyres to the limits
of desire. Oh snap! We reach
to search and research for ours
and hours, discovering

in the process

every single place it possibly
could be 

but isn't! 

Instead of the easy, obvious, 
one dumb place it SHOULD 
be - oh, we discovered that. 
Many times, but it's not there. 

So. Conclusions? Perhaps
we never had it? Go get one
then maybe! We know at least
where such things are kept! In 
their rightful place! "FOR SALE"
Only a dummy would go try 
to sell us what isn't there. What 
would they do if we bought it?
Take the money? Shameful, 

embarrassment of riches. Or if
on some other hand we did have
it already, get another! One day
we might find BOTH. After all,

we never stop

looking for what remains
unfound. To do so would be
unfounded conclusion. Just
in case, we'll see

- THERE it is!

Not really. I was being
hypothetical. I am always
being hypothetical. I have
my reasons - keeps me sharp!
WHAT would I do, hotshot,
if I "found" 

it? 

I forgot. What IS "it"? OK.

Done looking! 
Moving on. Works
every time! Surefire
sureshot failsafe
and almost foolproof.

Order on the other hand 
is a fool's crusade for sheepish
dolts. I say BAH. Order

Order

Order is a sacred, secret thing
to the uninitiate who comes 
welcomed into the holy place,
neat as a pin, everything RIGHT 

there 

and says 

holy cow 

you sure must be cowed and 
bossed around by this order 
all around you that dominates, 
that you serve, enslaved, that 
you created! Fit as a bouncy tit 
in its too-big nest of one-cup 
upsize bra! You need more 
stuff, surely? I mean,

why 

make your LIFE so neat!
HOW do you find endless
meaning in search? 

Or...

is that one of the many 
"questions 'we' can't 
answer?" Don't give 

up so easy, mate.

Life's a mess! Anyhow,
it goes well to respect

this

natural 
order